Sadie Logan Square Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—grinds me gears when prudes clutch pearls, actin’ all high ‘n mighty. Makes me wanna roar, “Get off yer arse, ya sanctimonious twats!” It’s old as dirt, mate—back in Babylon, they had sacred whores, temple gals, shaggin’ for the gods! Ain’t that a kicker? Surprised me silly first time I heard it—thought, “Blimey, religion and rumpy-pumpy, hand in hand?” Happy as a pig in muck, I was, diggin’ that tidbit up.

‘We’re No Longer Alone’

In Playing the Whore, journalist Melissa Gira Grant turns these pieties on their head, arguing for an overhaul in the way we think about sex work.

Man, Logan-Square is just somethin’ else. I’ve been livin’ here since forever and every corner bleeds stories. Look, Milwaukee Ave is the lifeline—bustlin’ with art, bars, and that gritty soul. I wander around and see little spots that only a masseur like me notices—tiny cracks in the pavement, a secret plaque behind a laundromat, even the way sunlight dances on aged brick walls.

90 Miles Cuban Cafe In Logan Square Appears Closed For Good